Just Another Night: Next Morning

Her breath left her in a hiss as the pain really hit, but she wanted him there, crying out as he slowly went deeper and deeper, stopping every so often so that her body had a chance to relax against him. When at last he was buried half way inside her arse his hands moved under her stomach and he pulled her up so that she was on her hands and knees, pushing her shoulders down a little so her hips were tilted up towards him.

Her muscles clamped down around him, squeezing the length of his shaft, relaxing and contracting again and again around the middle of his cock, her screams mixed with his shouts as he pulled back, it must have felt as if her insides were being dragged out, my hands soothed her as he began to fuck her slowly.

As she was so petite, it was easy for him to lie across her back, keeping his weight from her with one hand pushing into the mattress beside her. He moved the other one to her shoulder, digging into her; a whispered apology as he brought her back hard onto his cock, more disappeared.

Over and over his body slammed into hers, soon he found she could just about take his full, magnificent length inside her as her body met his thrusts with a power of its own, she needed the release as much as he did, screaming at him to fill her with his seed.

Just when she must have thought she wouldn’t be able to take much more punishment, his hand brought her upright, making her land heavily on his cock as he came, the saltiness bathing her raw flesh. They bucked hard against each other, bathing themselves with each other’s juices. I pulled at her exquisite breasts as they heaved. Her head thrashed from side to side.

His blood pounded as short, sharp thrusts helped him drain himself within the depths of her bowels.

If it hadn’t been that my hand held her up she would have collapsed forwards, I felt a weakness spread through her sleek, very slender, slippery, sweaty body as they both lowered down gently, rolling us to our sides, his cock still buried within her rose.



For a long time, all I could hear was our ragged breathing, and her being protected in the warmth of his arms, joined in the most intimate of ways. With his cock still semi-hard, rubbing the insides of her tiny butt, we returned to our dream, not caring of the cool air that caressed us, just feeling the occasional gentle rock of our bodies.

Some time around lunchtime, I must have moved Chris because as the beams of sunlight hit his closed eyes I felt the warmth of the bed covers across my back. Stretching out his legs wasn’t easy, he must have felt cramp and throbbing aches in places he didn’t want to think about. Groaning softly, he let his arm drift to the side, but it didn’t come into contact with Jens warm body that he was expecting.

Puzzled he turned over onto his back, shielding his eyes from the sun. There I sat, cross-legged near his feet, just watching him, my face contemplating, he smiled shyly at me and closed his eyes once more. “Did you ever meet someone and just know that it was right, everything was right?” His eyebrows lowered, my whispering obviously had him thinking.

“Only once.” he was being completely honest.

“Oh, did things not work out well for you then?” I smiled as I spoke.

“Things are working out well enough thanks, but I think you know that already.” he said.

“I just had to know it wasn’t one-sided. But...” I trailed off.

“You don’t have to say anything, I know what you’re thinking and I was wondering about it too.”

He sat up, letting the thin cover drop away from himself, raising his arms up; I brushed his hair through with my fingers before he opened his eyes properly. Not a shred of self-consciousness clouded my movements, as I lay there naked, letting Chris scan me properly. He signaled for me to get up.

His hand cupped the side of my face and I turned towards it, kissing his palm softly before walking into his embrace. Just the gentle brush of my nipples against the hairs on his chest was enough to have them tightening painfully, I was already aroused and the length of his cock seared against my belly.

Wetting my lips with my tongue I got down on my knees before him, moving my cheek back and forth against the satiny head of his wondrous tool, parting my lips to capture it.

“Are you sure about this darling sister?”

“Never surer.” I nodded slightly, moaning from the back of my throat as I began sucking softly, my hands flat on his stomach. His muscles rippled under my fingertips whilst his hands cradled my head, pushing my mouth further onto his cock, my mouth greedy for more, my tongue circled him wetly.

His hands pulled me a little closer and I could feel the head of his cock at the back of my throat, it took a while for me to relax enough to let him pass, still I suckled on him, I was hungry to taste Jen and him so I grasped the base of his cock in my fist, moving it up and down in time with his thrusts into my mouth.

His fingers were almost painful on my head as he forced me to take more, I was forgetting to breathe, at that moment all that mattered to me was giving my angel brother pleasure.

“Sweet darling.” he whispered as he began to cum against the back of my throat, withdrawing until the head of his cock rested against my lips, his thick gooey cum spattered my face from my hairline to my chin, from cheek to cheek as I tilted my head back to look at him. His fingers stroked over my lips, coating them in his own seed, eyes never wavering from each other as he slid the slippery finger into the depths of his own mouth, sucking on it till it was completely clean.

I crawled up slowly in front of him, drawing his head down, sharing a salty wet kiss, as Jen rejoined us and lay beneath my hips to wait for my juices to drip into her mouth achingly slow, pushing her tongue up into my depths to draw on every last drop. Sliding up beneath my body and rested in the nape of my arm, I found her beautiful breast and gently passed the palm of my hand over it. She found and smiled at my cum covered face, “Don’t worry darling, I’ll get that” she said. A long tongue looped and tickled at my chin, lips, cheek and nose as more and more of Chris’s seed was slurped into her dainty little mouth and disappeared forever.

Once her task was complete, she lowered herself yet again to capture his softening cock between her lips and cleaned off the drying cum lingering on the purple head and shaft. Finally, she took the head into her mouth and sucked the remaining cum from his shaft to make sure there was nothing left to waste.

The day was ours, no rush to go anywhere. The rest of our time was spent exploring each-others bodies and minds, our lives, away from the outside world, stopping to eat only when biting hunger and lack of energy forced us to.

It was idyllic but all good things come to an end sometime and with heavy hearts we pulled ourselves apart, showered quietly, lovingly and said our goodbye to each other before he had to make his way back home.

Authors: Wendy & Chris